by Neighbour_of_the_Beast
@ Monday, Apr. 16, 2007 - 02:07:03 pm
Mirror mirror, look at you,
Reflecting just the colour blue.
Don’t tell me what you show is true.
You’re dirty from my point of view.
Mirror mirror, telling lies
Hiding in those sunken eyes,
Holding back the silent cries.
This old habit never dies.
Mirror mirror, speak to me.
Can you face the face I see?
It’s tough to be who you want to be.
Punch your face to set me free.
Mirror mirror, on the wall,
How I wish that you would fall.
Hard to face you standing tall
So point the finger, fuck it all!
Mirror mirror, on the floor,
Spread all over like a whore;
Broken and yet never sore.
Now you reveal so much more.
nyc stuff men....
i feel honoured to have a chance to read this u know!
16/04/07 @ 17:54